Wail not for precious chances passed away, Weep not for golden ages on the wane; Each night I burn the records of the day, At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb:... Elementary Theosophy - หน้า 151โดย Louis William Rogers - 1917 - 214 หน้ามุมมองทั้งเล่ม - เกี่ยวกับหนังสือเล่มนี้
| 1919 - 844 หน้า
...the records of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped. To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb....with its dead; But never bind a moment yet to come. — Sfltcted. PETITE MARMITE FOR ONE SERVICE Seasonable and Tested Recipes By Janet M. Hill TN ALL... | |
| 1916 - 996 หน้า
...records of the day ; At sun-rise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped; To vanished joys be blind, and deaf and dumb...with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Dr. B. Lake Noyes, Stonington, Maine: Honorable HH Chamberlain, Round Pond, Maine : "The study of Maine... | |
| 1915 - 586 หน้า
...again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that are dead, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb; May judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never...moment yet to come. Though deep in mire wring not your hanos nor weep, I lend my arms to all who say "I can ;'" No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But... | |
| 1908 - 1352 หน้า
...the records' of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped. To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb;...judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never binds a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep, I lend my arm to all... | |
| 1911 - 248 หน้า
...the records of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb;...judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never blind a moment yet to come. Tho' deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend my arm to all... | |
| 1910 - 440 หน้า
...the records of the day ; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped. To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb...judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never binds a moment yet to come. — Malone. The Centaur, (AKK) for February, contains a unique arrangement... | |
| 1913 - 452 หน้า
...golden ages on the wane; Each night I burn the records of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. To vanished joys, be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with Its dead, But never mind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep, I lend my arm to all... | |
| 1907 - 558 หน้า
...the records of the day ; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped ; To vanished joys be blind, and deaf and dumb; My judgments seat the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. — Walter M alone. IJIt is... | |
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